Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

"How do we leave now?"

Ah San, who was carefully hiding in the library at the moment, looked through the cracks and saw that the Zhang Mansion had entered a state of martial law. He couldn't help but feel worried. He lowered his voice and asked the other two people behind him anxiously. However, when he turned around, he was surprised to find that the two people were playing the extremely unreliable game of guessing the toes of Ding Ke, as if they were completely unaware of the danger and urgency of the current environment.

Even Zhang Xingxing was holding an apple in his hand and chewing it. The crisp sounds came one after another, and each sound seemed like a provocation and challenge to Asan's nerves that were already tense to the extreme.

Looking at this scene, you don’t even need to look at this unreliable operation, you can tell with your feet who was the first to come up with this idea of ​​playing like this.

They are eloping, no, escaping!!! Can they have a sense of crisis?

Ah San's desire to complain reached its peak at this moment, but he still silently cast his gaze towards the head of his family who was silently playing with Zhang Xingxing, with a hint of resentment in his eyes, trying to awaken the most mature and steady head of his family.

The young man felt Ah San's gaze but didn't understand why he was looking at him. Seeing that he was about to lose, Zhang Xingxing's eyes rolled around, and he took out an apple that he had found from somewhere, handed it to Ah San and said, "Here, Brother San. Try this apple, it's quite sweet."

Ah San took the apple, narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his slender fingers, poked Zhang Xingxing's head with his fingertips and said with a look of disappointment: "Eat, eat, eat, you really only know how to eat every day." Zhang Xingxing quickly raised his hands to protect his clever little head that was poked, blinked his big watery eyes, looked at Ah San with an innocent face, and said in a delicate voice: "Third brother, isn't it safe here? This is the safest place except for the Fourth Elder's courtyard! Look, we haven't found this place yet..."

"Oh, it's true that no one came, but we are now trapped here and cannot escape. The most urgent task now is how to leave here, otherwise we will be found sooner or later. The exits are now tightly blocked and guarded by the Zhang family. It is simply a pipe dream to want to break through by force. Are we really going to sit and wait for death? No, we must not give up hope just like that! We must come up with a foolproof plan to send you out as soon as possible..."

Zhang Xingxing saw Ah San's anxious look and didn't say anything for a long time. She pursed her lips, a hint of obscurity flashed in her eyes, and when she spoke again, her voice was hoarse: "But, San Ge... this is a fake..."

Before Zhang Xingxing could finish, he was interrupted by Ah San. He said in a decisive tone, "I know." After that, he took a deep breath, clenched his fists and continued, "So I said, I have to send you out."

What! Brother San knew, when!

Zhang Xingxing stared blankly at Asan's long and deep eyes, and his mind went blank for a moment.

At the same time, the young man who already knew everything seemed extremely calm and composed. He remained calm, holding his extremely sharp knife in his arms, and stood firmly in place. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, revealing an indestructible momentum. Although the atmosphere around him was extremely tense, the young man was not affected at all, standing like a silent mountain.

For a moment, there was an eerie silence in the space.

Zhang Xingxing finally reacted and forced down the tears that were slowly gathering in her eyes. She habitually forced a smile, pretending that she was not affected at all, and pretended to be cheerful as usual and said, "That's easy. Let me think about it. What should people who are trapped in falsehood do to get out of it?"

As she spoke, Zhang Xingxing's arms unconsciously folded together, and she put one hand on her chin in thought. Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind, and she thought of those tried-and-true operations in TV dramas, and she clenched her fist and hit the palm of her other hand, and spoke confidently.

"There is only one truth! Oh, no, I got it wrong, sorry. I have a solution. Just slap it in the face twice and it will definitely sober you up. No cheating for anyone!"

As soon as the solution came out, everyone was stunned.

Slap, slap twice? Or blow on the face!

Ah San's eyes were very strange: ??? Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

The young man was speechless:...He knew it was a bad idea.